Week 8: Thank God

The bleeding on Thursday night was caused be a 2cm separation between the placenta and the uterus. The visit to the doctor on Friday morning went well, little K has grown a bit more and heart was beating as strong as ever.

To be on the safe side, the doctor wanted me hospitalized for a few days on "strict bed rest with toilet privileges", so I spent the weekend in the hospital. The bleeding has now eased and I was able to go home one day ahead of schedule.

We are very thankful that the scary episode had a happy ending -- one more week of bed rest is not the worst thing in the world and I am to obey with my new supply of DVDs from friends. The experience once again taught me to focus on what we can control and trust and hope on what is beyond our control. It is humbling also, that life is not just about trying to do all the right things, as often the outcome of these important things in life --- life and death, are still outside of our hands even if we try to do everything right. At least this time, that darkest and longest night of my life, I was able to not shed a single tear, and tried my best to remain calm. Mic is really my role model in that regard, being with him, I knew that everything was going to be okay.

Thank little K for hanging on strong in the slightly broken home (which hopefully will be repaired in a few weeks time when the wound is healed), and thank God, for every breath and every heartbeat that was given to us and our baby, in our lives.